I heard a story recently about a professor who was teaching his class how to survive under pressure. He held up a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water?" He went on to demonstrate that it doesn't really matter how heavy the glass of water is,...

I had a conversation with that person the other day. The person who fills the air with uninteresting data and simultaneously changes everything I try to talk about into something about themselves and manages to insult me in a host of ways with the constant stream of...

This past winter my littlest girl was an Upward cheerleader for basketball. She learned twenty or more cheers and a couple of pyramids over the course of the season. There were cheers for when the team was on offense, cheers for when they played defense, cheers to...

My daughter was making toffee yesterday. {Reason #1015 I love homeschooling. 🙂 } Toffee is simply butter and sugar (and nuts if you choose to add them). But it's butter and sugar which have undergone a chemical reaction that has to occur at a specific rate at a...

We were created with a need for friends - to be "relationship-ers." Yet, so often we find ourselves rushing through our days with little time for arm-in-arm connections. As women we need to seek Jesus first, but we also need to reach out to others so we can have (and...

Have you ever thought about what it really means to be "made in the image of God"? We were made in God's image. Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness. And let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and...

I built a bookshelf yesterday. Actually, it would be more accurate to say I assembled the bookshelf - it came pre-made and ready to assemble. On the first page of the assembly instructions, there was a list of tools required to do the job right. I needed a hammer,...

When our family sits down to the table to eat, we pray. We start every meal by thanking God for our food. In most cases, it's the food we just made. There are people who think it is a bit odd. For people who don't know God, it must seem quite strange... why would...

I love the smell of fresh baked bread. I like eating it even more. Whether it comes from the oven, a bread machine, or a bakery, there is just something about fresh, warm bread with butter melting into the nooks and crannies. It makes my mouth water just thinking...

When Mike and I (and two kids) moved to St. Louis to go to seminary we lived in an apartment building with six apartments. It was the kind of apartment building with an entry door to an atrium with private entrances inside. There were two apartments on either side...